A group of old-timers discussed it, but they were very helpless, and finally decided to investigate nationwide. This is a huge project, and it is definitely not an easy task to inspect the ancient porcelain that has been traded in the period since the last investigation.

The main reason is that the imitation is too superb, and the average person can't recognize it. Well, those masters who can recognize imitations are going to break their legs.

"Let's give a notice next time! Starting the day after tomorrow, we old guys will check separately and treat them as volunteers!" Jia Lao said.

The others nodded, there is no way to do it, if you don't check it out, there will be no need to trade ancient porcelain. At this juncture, almost no one dared to buy and sell ancient porcelain anymore.

"Well, come up with a charter. The sixth master nodded.

"Amitabha!" the old monk habitually recited.

This time, Yang Fan escaped a catastrophe, and it may be that everyone thinks that this time the identification of the imitation is also an accident. It was Yang Fan's teacher, and Jia Lao also felt that his disciple should have inadvertently discovered the flaw, so he didn't worry about letting him help.

On the other side, Yang Fan and the others had already eaten two bottles of wine.

Liang Mingjian is worthy of being a well-known drunkard, drinking wine, it is simply a death, when the tea is drunk, it is tasteful, every time he takes a sip, he has to reminisce, which makes Yang Fan very speechless.

"Don't drink his toast all the time! It's not worth it to fight with this guy. Hu Wei couldn't help but wake up Yang Fan. He also looked at Yang Fan more pleasing to the eye, saving him a while from being ugly and being drunk on the spot by that guy.

"What are you afraid of? It's normal for a man to drink something. Come on, let's move on, this one is dry. Liang Mingjian glared at Hu Wei, then raised his glass and said to Yang Fan.

Yang Fan rolled his eyes and said secretly: This is also a little wine? You have drunk more than one bottle, okay? Even if it is mineral water, you should burp, right?

If he hadn't been transformed by the Mingmu Fu, he would have been drunk a long time ago, the sky was dark, and the river and the sea were overturned, right?

Yang Fan also found that he had a lot more alcohol now, which could be regarded as a skill attached to the Bright Eye Talisman! This is fine, at least he is not afraid of being drunk.

Another bottle was empty, Liang Mingjian twitched his nose and shouted to the waiter: "Here's a good bottle, about twenty years old." ”

This guy is very picky about drinking, and he has been drinking for about twenty years. There are relatively few fine wines that are more than 20 years old on the market, and there are no ordinary bars.

"Would you like to drink?" Hu Wei glanced at the guy.

Liang Mingjian drank some wine, and his face became thicker. This scene is Yang Fan's invitation to drink, and he will let it go to drink, knowing that this kid is picking up small meanings, and he can't drink him!

"It's not you who please, anyway. ”

Yang Fan could only lament in his heart, it was really unlucky to make friends with such two strange people.

A bottle of Jian Nanchun was brought up, and the waiter said that it was twenty-five years.

Liang Mingjian couldn't wait to open it, fill himself with a cup, and then test the poison for everyone first, and taste it immediately.

"Well, the cellar aroma is rich, the aftertaste is long, mellow and sweet, crisp and refreshing!" Authentic!" Liang Mingjian tasted it and was quite satisfied.

The real product of Jian Nanchun is fermented in the old cellar, and the old ripe is stored in clay pots for a long time, and the wine belongs to the strong fragrance type, so the bottle cap is opened, and the fragrance wafts through the room. This wine has a smooth mouthfeel, a pure and refreshing taste, no strong irritation, a sweet aftertaste, and a long aftertaste.

"No, not twenty-five years! Young man, don't fool me, I drink more than you drink. What vintage, I will know as soon as I taste it, your wine, at most twenty years, ask your manager to come out. Liang Mingjian's face became gloomy.

Dare to be sloppy with him on wine, it is definitely an unforgivable behavior. What he hates most is that others are shoddy, and fake is substituted for true. Anything else is fine, he may not care, but when it comes to wine, it is absolutely non-negotiable.

Hu Wei slapped his head, yes! This guy is starting to go crazy again.

Fuck! Drinking so much that you're the only one.

Yang Fan was also speechless, knowing such a person, I don't know whether to cry or not. You can tell what year you are by taking a sip. Damn, the tasters aren't as good as him.

"Drunkard, don't make trouble! Isn't the bottle marked twenty-five years?" Hu Wei couldn't help but speak.

Bars like this one have their own cellars, and some vintage wines are almost always relabeled every year so as not to make a mistake.

"No!" Liang Mingjian flatly refused.

When it comes to wine, he can't back down.

The waiter had no choice but to inform the manager. More than 20 years of fine wine, more than 50,000 bottles, if something goes wrong, it is really not something he can solve.

They're not a good bar! Drinks come in from outside, sell out quickly, and don't stay in the bar for more than a year or two. And their bar, with its own wine cellar, has a lot of good wine, which is considered the most upscale bar.

Yang Fan's heart moved, and he used the Mingmu charm to check the bottle of wine. After a long time, he found out that Liang Mingjian's mouth was really poisonous, and he really said it.

That bottle of wine is only nineteen years old, less than twenty years old. The guy just said that twenty years at most, which is very accurate!

"Hello sir, what questions do you ask?" asked a manager.

"You have a sommelier here, right? This bottle is twenty years at most, but you have twenty-five years. Liang Mingjian complained.

The manager frowned, and a phone call went out, and the contact person came to identify. Tens of thousands of bottles of wine are also luxury goods, and naturally there are special identification talents.

Those who can drink here are either rich or powerful, and he doesn't dare to offend.

Not long after, a middle-aged man wearing glasses came, first greeted everyone, and then poured a glass and savored it.

Twenty years and twenty-five years, a difference of five years, a little more clever taster can drink it.

"It's a bit of a problem, it's supposed to be between nineteen and twenty-one years. The middle-aged man said according to his own judgment.

"I'm sorry, sir! If there is still a need, we will bring you another bottle of twenty-five years, this time it will definitely not be wrong, rest assured. "The manager spoke very well.

This attitude made Liang Mingjian lose his temper.

He nodded, "Very well, then this is the case for now, and then I will greet you if necessary." ”

The bar manager took his leave and went to investigate the warehouse to check if there were any other mistakes, so as not to lose face just now.

"Damn, there's so much to think about drinking, it's good to have you to drink. "Hu Wei really doesn't want to drink with this guy, it's too embarrassing. It's better now, if he drinks for a while and tells a story in public, the scene makes him shiver.

"You don't understand!" Liang Mingjian revealed the loneliness of meeting a confidant, even Yang Fan got goosebumps when he saw it!